Not Annoyed. Just Frustrated.

I sent a message to a relative of the mister.

"Hi! What's the recipe again of the brownie you gave me in 1995?"

"Fudge brownie!"

"I forgot to bring the notebook where I wrote it in. I left it in my room in my parents' house in Bohol." I added.

"Yeah! That's what I use. I just lessen the sugar and eggs."

End of conversation, and no recipe. 

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I sent a message to a cousin on Facebook.

"Hi! Can I ask you a question if it's okay with you? It's for my blog."

"Of corz."

"If God could let you choose to have the voice of a famous singer, who would you pick, and why?"

"Me! Myself!"

I guess she's a famous singer.

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Someone added me on Facebook. Her face and name isn't familiar, but we have a lot of common friends. In fact all of them are my relatives on my fraternal side.

I asked the same cousin (as above)...

"Who is JM? She added me on Facebook. Are we related to her? I just don't like to ignore friend requests of our relatives."

And her reply was? A thumbs up.

Oh. Okay. I'll just ask another relative.